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Cockni

out, bust the style I be kickin'
I play the gig role and bite your head off like a
I'm the lord of the rings like Bilbo
of my dragon, pants be saggin'

Science be droppin', be buildin'
My instinct's primal, tappin' spinal
smack Mike and Janet for the whole freakin' planet
Don't take me for granted, 'cause my be slanted

the phat back of blade, I must consume
'Cause my soul's on the verge of doom
So make room, for the crew kegs of brew
Doin' what we do, so what's the with you

Divine
Cockni

I bow my to the east five times a day
I put my in the dirt every time I pray
To disrupt the jinn in me, the sin in me's
Tryin' to take and make my soul crossover
I'm rollin' with my head [unverified] up

'Cause my pumps loud, everybody's on my nuts
And everybody wants to know who the phattest
The 850 representin' my status
Plus, I got the baddest, house on the
My account's full, but my soul's empty still

Divine

O'Dire

I take me from your House of Pain
See my style's maintained, my membrane's sane
So put down your juice, pass your
Push up on a skin, I to win
There ain't, no need to worry where I've been

If I pass my I begin to win
I say, put your juice, pass the jinn
Push up on a skin I to win
There ain't, no need to worry 'bout where been
If I pass my I begin to win

Divine